Episode 550 Saving the Countess (8)
Ray escaped the gym as if he were running away.
As if he was possessed by something, the eyes of the audience did not know how to separate from his back as he left.
* * *
In a luxurious palace, people dressed in luxurious silk clothes are sitting at a table.
âokay. What happened to Count Sylvester?â
When the neat-looking middle-aged man spoke, a man with a prominent physique responded.
âI sent an assassin, but unfortunately it seems to have failed.â
âHmm. Itâs a pity. I thought you would hand over the heirloom if you made the sole heir hostage.â
âsorry. It is because of my immaturity.â
âNo. Itâs something I wasnât expecting much anyway.â
The middle-aged man brought a glass of wine to his mouth and said.
âAnyway, Count Sylvester is supposed to hand over the heirloom to us. Now that Iâve cut off all the funding lines, Iâm going to ask someone for a favor. Without even knowing that our hands were reached.â
The woman who was listening to him covered her mouth in surprise.
âDid you use your hand already?â
âI couldnât tell you because I was impatient. As you know, Count Sylvesterâs house is blocked by a wall. If we continue like this, we will not be able to pay taxes, so we will have to return the title or borrow money, but since all the central nobles are on our side, even that will be difficult.â
âIf that happens, heirlooms will come naturally.â
âThe only thing left is a matter of time. ha ha ha.â
Then the elderly man sitting across from him smiled.
âHall hall hall. Now, all you have to do is use the Sylvester family heirloom as a hostage and put pressure on the royal familyâ¦â The
middle-aged man nodded.
âThe royal family is to be our dog.â
The royal family acts as a servant to the nobles.
If that happens, they will be able to take care of this kingdom with their own hands.
âBefore the time is up, we have to look at the Sylvester familyâs dynamics. Who will go?â
âI think I have to leave this time.â
When the woman said it with regret, the old man and the man looked at each other and then nodded.
âThen I will go with the Marquis.â
âCluck. It is also the duty of a nobleman to watch over the dying lanterns until the end.â
At the words of the two, the middle-aged man rose from his seat.
âThen it has been decided. I wish you well If you see anything suspicious, let me know right away.â
While talking, he held out a mana crystal ball.
It seemed to be a fairly expensive crystal ball, but the size was smaller than other mana crystal balls.
The two who received the mana crystal ball from the middle-aged man spoke.
âIâll come back after a long time to enjoy entertainment.â
âDonât worry, Iâll be in touch periodically.â
âha ha ha. I will believe you.â
* * *
The news of their visit reached Count Sylvesterâs family right away.
The news that the Marquis and the Viscount, who were said to be exerting some effort among the central nobility, would visit at the same time, and Count Sylvesterâs family was literally on fire.
Inside the family head office, Gide and Count Sylvester were worried with serious faces.
âfather.â
ââ¦Know. You look like youâre going to get beaten up like this.â
âIs there any way to buy time?â
At Gideâs question, Count Sylvester shook his head.
âIt canât be, can it? The nobles who would lend us money must already be under them.â
âThenâ¦â
âYes. I can only pray that the work of the Holy Son goes well.â
A saint with a great reputation in Celia might find a way.
While I thought so, doubly, disbelief bloomed in my heart.
Being a member of the Daesang Team is not something that is easily created.
The Daesang Group is impossible even if two or three small and medium-sized businesses are combined.
Even if he were to form a corps as he said, Count Sylvester, who was desperate for funds, would already be ruined.
If thatâs the case, everything is bullshit.
Gide pondered for a moment with a dark expression on his face.
It seems that there is something to say about the mouth opening.
Count Sylvester relaxed the strength in his shoulders to make it easier for Gide to speak.
âCan I hear what you are thinking about?â
ââ¦no.â
âThe two of you would be better than struggling alone. Even words that are difficult to say will surely help if you look at them in the light of the current situation. Talk.â
With the Count talking so far, I couldnât bear to refuse.
Gide opened his mouth with difficulty.
ââ¦There is one more way, butâ¦â
Sylvesterâs face turned a little bright when he said that there was still a way to hand over the estate to anyone who saw it.
âI will listen seriously, so tell me.â
Gide, who had been hesitantly sighing, spat out the words as if he were breathing.
ââ¦Use Sylveria as an arranged marriage.â
At his words, Count Sylvester was speechless for a moment.
He didnât know that Gide had spoken out after much thought, so he didnât have the heart to shout.
ââ¦okay. That, too, is a method.â
Gide bowed his head, ashamed of himself for having to say such a thing.
As a father, how can you not know the heart of your child?
On the contrary, Count Sylvester was angry with himself for making such a statement to his son.
After the last word, the rich man did not open his mouth any more.
* * *
Inside the countâs house, the movements of the attendants became busy.
Itâs a little strange because itâs something I havenât seen in the countâs family.
Ray, who was killing time lying in the shade of a tree, got up.
âItâs rare. Never had anything like this happen before.â
Even if it was sometimes busy, it was only when the knights finished training and went to the restaurant.
It is evening when training ends.
Iâve never been so busy on a sunny afternoon like this.
Sensing that something had happened to the Countâs family, Ray carefully hid his presence.
After following the attendants, a middle-aged woman who appeared to be the chief attendant was warning the maids.
âYou must not make even the slightest mistake as a distinguished guest will visit you in two days. Everyone, please be more careful than usual.â
She, who usually smiled warmly and easily like the lady next door, drove the ladies-in-waiting as if she were a different person.
Is that look unfamiliar?
The ladies-in-waiting were confused but nodded.
âChief Chamberlain. Who the hell is the visiting dignitary, who cares so politelyâ¦?â
Even when the baron and the head of the viscountâs family visited in person, they werenât as busy as this, so the lady-in-waiting spoke out with difficulty.
The chamberlain answered her question.
âThe Marquis of Garen and Viscount Mays are visiting Count Bonn. I donât know the details.â
It must mean that they do not know the reasons for visiting.
Why did the Marquis and the Viscount suddenly come to the countâs house?
Overhearing the story, Ray had the feeling that something was off.
âItâs too complicated.â
On the way from Silia Kingdom to Count Sylvesterâs house, they were attacked by assassins.
I donât know if itâs true or false, but itâs true that I donât know if itâs true or false.
In addition to that, the Marquis and the Viscount were visiting as if they were trying to put pressure on them.
Itâs full of artificial smell that canât be called a coincidence.
âIt smells, it smells.â
When the Marquis and the Viscount visit, it will be necessary to investigate them.
Ray got out of the shade of the trees and walked around the gym.
There is no place like the gymnasium to kill time, but I was stabbed in my heart and couldnât get closer because I was guilty of turning the countâs daughterâs beloved sword into powder.
When watching the training of soldiers from afar.
Pelos came to the side.
âWhat are you doing in a place like this?â
His tone was much more polite than before.
It was the influence of Count Sylvester, who respected and respected talented swordsmen.
he scratched the back of his head.
âIâm a bit concerned.â
It was because the opponentâs sword was completely shattered in light sparring.
There was no way the countâs family could afford to buy a sword for Sylveria, so they couldnât be bothered.
Pelos laughed heartily.
âha ha ha. Are you concerned about the ladyâs sword? You donât have to worry about that.â
âyes?â
âFortunately, a good quality weapon came in. The lady will like it too.â
A quality weapon?
Were you able to afford something like that?
Let Ray tilt his head.
Pelos called the distant soldier.
âBring the sword for the lady for a while.â
âyes.â
The soldier ran away and soon came back with a sword wrapped in white cloth.
Pelos, who carefully handed over the sword, took off the white cloth.
For some reason, a familiar sword appeared.
Ray, who had a clear expression of bewilderment, stuttered and looked at the sword.
âThis isâ¦â
This is definitely the sword he made at the village forge.
It was a sword that I made as a pastime while humming a song because I only needed to be able to sell it to people.
Seeing his flustered face, Pelos mistakenly thought he was admiring him, and proudly straightened his shoulders.
âHow is it? The scabbard and sword are connected as if they were one body. In addition, it is so elaborately made that there is not even a friction sound that you would naturally hear when firing a sword. It is a sword worthy of being called a master sword.â
Pelos pulled out his sword and showed the blade.
Tsar-!
When you lightly swipe your finger, the sword body pierces.
If anyone else had heard it, they would have admired the clear sound, but Ray couldnât have been more intrusive.
If Derp had heard it, he would have yelled at me to break it right away.
âJust looking at how sharp the blade is makes my whole body feel cold.â
Certainly, as he said, black spirits spewed out.
It is smaller than a bastard sword and thicker than a dagger.
It was just the right size for a woman to handle.
Even if the maker had no intention of doing so.
âThis sword⦠how much did you buy it for?â
If you want to ask
âSeventy gold coins. Coincidentally, a soldier was holding a sword, so I was able to live with more money. I was lucky.â
I was so shocked that I couldnât even speak.
An iron ingot worth 30 copper coins turned into 10 gold coins and then 70 gold coins.
There was no scam like this.
âWhy did you buy that! Seventy gold coins arenât even the kidsâ names!â
âyes? Seventy gold coins is a fairly cheap price. A sword of this size would sell for two hundred gold coins at auction.â
Could he earn that amount with just one sword?
Ray shook his head.
âWhat about two hundred gold coins?â
This kind of rubbish is worth two gold coins.n/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om
Having seen the swords of Derp and other dwarves countless times, he was terribly unaware of the value of his skills.
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